Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent

Chapter 152:

Translator: MarcTempest

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Chapter 152 A Small Victory. Trixie.

January had barely regained his senses when he realized what had happened. His eyes widened in disbelief.

The winner and the loser were clear.

The winner was Trixie von Fritz.

She had defeated April, who wielded the White Flame. She had claimed the victory and the seat of the lord.

“That’s impossible…”

The outcome was undeniable, but accepting it was another matter.

Why did she choose to go to the Great Forest instead of the Academy? Because she was confident that she could win the verification whenever she returned to the mansion.

But she lost.

To Trixie, who controlled the blue flame.

“…”

January glanced around him.

The relatives who watched April fall were all in shock.

They had blank stares, as if they didn’t know where to look.

“Let’s go now.”

A cold voice hit his ears.

It was Flan.

“Do you really think you can verify anything by trying more?”

“…”

January clenched his teeth as he understood what he meant.

He had many thoughts, but he couldn’t say anything. Nothing he said would matter in this situation.

April had lost.

There was no room for doubt or excuse.

It was the final result.

He felt dizzy.

He had failed the verification, and he couldn’t even imagine how much the status of the White Flame would fall because of this.

“…”

January swallowed his dry saliva. His gaze turned to Trixie, who was in a state of combat incapacity.

He still had a chance, albeit a slim one.

They had more people on their side, so if they challenged Trixie one after another…

But then.

“Give up.”

Flan’s voice pierced his ears.

“…?”

January looked at Flan.

He saw Flan’s face between his jet-black bangs, staring at him with red eyes.

“Drop that obvious thought.”

“…!”

A shock that he couldn’t hide spread over January’s face.

‘Did he read my mind?’

He had felt something strange about Flan’s eyes since the first time they met, but he couldn’t get used to Flan’s attitude, as if he knew everything already.

January tried to defend himself.

“What thought did I have…”

“I told you, it’s obvious.”

“…!”

January flinched as Flan took a step closer. He was so arrogant, but the problem was that he didn’t seem arrogant at all.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t you remember the condition that April set?”

“What?

“From now on, you have to face me. You said it didn’t matter if the representatives joined in.”

Flan spoke calmly.

“If you don’t have confidence, give up on continuing the verification.”

“…”

January couldn’t give any answer.

Flan nodded his head, as if his silence was an answer.

A little more time passed, and Flan turned around. January, who had gathered some courage, quickly added.

“You’re only relaxed now. Do you know who the White Flame is connected to? If you knew…!”

“It won’t make a difference.”

An answer that came back without even looking back.

Flan’s attitude, as if nothing mattered, made January’s mouth dry.

“Even if that family is the Cloud family? Not just an ordinary family, but the knight family Cloud?”

“…”

Flan finally turned around quietly.

And January was shocked to the core.

His previous expression seemed kind compared to this.

Facing his deep red eyes, January felt his legs tremble instinctively, as if he had met a predator.

“Get lost.”

“…”

January didn’t have many choices. He stared at Flan silently, then picked up April and left.

The rest of the relatives followed him, looking around nervously.

The situation was settled quickly after that.

The tension that had been tight disappeared, and the maids could move freely.

“The Cloud family, huh.”

And then, Flan muttered.

White flame, Cloud Knight family.

He felt the need to find out the connection between them.

◈

Two days later.

Trixie finally managed to open her eyelids.

Where was she, and was she still alive? Those were the first thoughts that came to her mind.

“…Ugh.”

But she couldn’t be dead, as the pain in her whole body was too vivid.

This pain was proof that she was alive.

“Oh, miss!”

She was startled by a sudden voice.

The maids rushed into the room, all looking at her with worried eyes.

What was going on… But then she remembered.

The verification that April and her relatives demanded. She had allowed a blow to her neck, but she had stubbornly won the victory.

“I… survived, surprisingly.”

Trixie barely murmured. Her head was throbbing, and her mind was still hazy.

The head maid grabbed Trixie’s hand and said.

“Of course. Your fiancé helped you.”

“My fiancé…?”

“Lord Flan, I mean! Miss, do you know how worried we were? You lost so much blood, we thought… we thought…”

She seemed to hate recalling that moment, as tears welled up in her eyes.

“Mm…”

Trixie blinked her eyes periodically. Her body was burning with fever, and the best she could do was this.

“My father.”

“Your lord father…”

The head maid avoided her gaze and trailed off.

That was enough for an answer.

This was reality.

“Forget it.”

Trixie spat out emptily.

She knew she could never see her father again, no matter what she did.

At that thought, tears flooded her eyes.

But then, it happened.

Bang, the sound of the door opening reached Trixie’s ears. Then, the maids greeted someone in unison.

“Miss. Your fiancé is here.”

The head maid whispered in Trixie’s ear.

“We’ll leave you alone for a while.”

With that, a lot of footsteps overlapped.

Her room had never been so quiet. She was still looking at the ceiling, but she felt the room had become wider.

“How are you feeling?”

And then, a familiar voice filled her ears.

At the same time, a familiar scent lingered on her nose.

It was the scent of Mr. Guidance, whom Trixie loved so much, so she gathered her strength and turned her head.

“…”

But of course, it was Flan.

She knew it was Flan, but she kept seeing Mr. Guidance in him. Her feverish body had also lowered her judgment, and she missed Mr. Guidance.

“You don’t look well.”

He said, placing his finger on Trixie’s neck. To Trixie, who was panting from the fever, Flan quietly poured his magic into her.

Trixie barely parted her lips.

“Again… touching my body as you please…”

“Don’t talk. It will take longer.”

“…”

She had no more energy to speak anyway.

Trixie looked at Flan, who was healing her body, and thought.

When she thought about it, she hated to admit it, but Flan and Mr. Guidance had a lot in common.

Even Trivia’s way of speaking was similar to Flan’s, now that she thought about it.

As she thought about it, her condition improved a little.

Flan broke the silence first.

“You did well.”

A simple remark. But his voice sounded slightly warmer than usual.

“You became a lord, and achieved magical growth.”

“…”

“If you have a wish, I’ll grant you one.”

“I want to see my father.”

A wish that would never come true, even though she knew it.

“Tell me another wish. Trixie.”

Flan’s face, looking down at her. His expression seemed a bit softer for some reason.

The girl slowly raised her hand, and grabbed Flan’s wrist.

“…Then I’ll ask you one thing.”

With a face that was almost melted by the fever, with half-closed eyes, with a muffled voice, Trixie struggled to say.

“Who is Mr. Guidance?”

“Mr. Guidance, sir.”

Flan placed his trivia on the desk.

Then, he gently closed Trixie’s eyelids with his hand.

“You’ll know when you wake up after a good sleep.”

◈

A week had passed since then.

Louis and Becky continued their training, while Trixie kept waking up and falling asleep.

It was only natural. She had been bitten by a white flame that was forged at a high temperature. It was a miracle that she was alive, to put it coldly.

But she will regain her senses by tomorrow.

“This is almost over.”

And now.

Trixie’s mother, the founder of the blue flame. Mia von Fritz. I had been struggling for almost a week in front of her grave.

The reason was simple.

Everyone thought that the deciphering of the tombstone was over, but they were wrong.

There was still one formula left in the ruins.

It was the one that had given me a sense of discomfort during the process of deciphering the magic book. And I finally had the solution in front of me.

“As expected.”

This formula also contained the mystery of the ancient runes.

Mia was also a magician who understood that the magic of the ancient runes was different from the others.

But my impression of this formula was.

“…Should I say it’s childish?”

That was all.

Thud.

I closed the magic book with a mix of ancient runes with a loud noise. And I thought of Trixie, who inherited the blue flame.

She was still a weak spark in my eyes, but when she was fully refined, everyone would marvel at the blue flame.

So. Even if it was a bit childish.

“It’s a gift for you, who worked hard.”

It was a small reward. Trixie.

I quietly placed my hand on the remains of the tombstone.

There was one more thing to show her when she woke up.